I'm a demon inside your head
Invoking you to wish you were dead
And while alive, I'll let you feel pain
Hear the prayers and end up in vain.

I'm a sextoy inside your mind
Give you pleasure with nothing of a kind
Sooner or later you'll realize you're broken
Never a word more to be spoken.

I'm a drug inside your veins
Always there to numb instead of pain
Slowly chemical drips in your mentality
And easier I'll send you to insanity.

I'm nothing but a satan in your mind
The rest are hard for they are blind
My existence is full of a complicated game
Pleasure and pain are no more than the same.

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April 19, '03
9:55 - 10:10
AN: Two lines that came into my mind made
me create this poem. And of course, it's
a fan-poem to Schuldig.